The Last Photo

I remember the scene,
Summer in the meadow,
Your brown eyes,
Looking into mine.
When we were smiling,
Sat by the lake,
My blue eyes,
Reflecting in you.
I remember the day,
Bees in the background,
Your blue dress,
Blowing in the breeze.
I can't relive the moment,
Smiling at the lens,
Then giggling,
When the shutter came down.

Recalling the scene
Streams from my eyes.
My blue thoughts
Take flight,
Reflecting on you.
Someday, I'll put
The last photo away.